MY LATEST, FOR MAGIC BULLET! DC's comics newspaper :) Do I see crop marks?
It was huge (I won't be surprised if it's over a million, at final count.) I was at an Obama inauguration weekend, and at an Obama Inaugural concert, and the streets were packed, and this seemed approaching that in numbers. It was a great celebration of women, of diversity, of equality. And it was so positive. We marched together, we chanted, we met people, we admired each other's signs, we were polite, and kind and compassionate and loving and caring . . . it was seriously AMAZING. I marched with several cartoonist buds and a singer/songwriter friend of mine. We kept commenting to each other about how amazing and friendly this all was. How kind people were about little stuff like helping you by, or stepping on your toes by accident, or laughing about using the men's rooms, or being told that there was a 3.5 hour wait at Oyamel, for supper. (BTW, PROPS to Oyamel, and Gordon Biersch, handling a crazy amount of people, in a professional manner! What a buncha pros!) The signs were great. The chants were hilarious and/or sobering.
PINK WAS EVERYWHERE. I'm not a pink person, but I was yesterday :)
I want to post more about the March, and I will. But I've noticed that in some of the media coverage, the attempt has been made to narrow our focus, to say it was about one specific right or another. It was about a lot of things. It was about unity, acceptance, open arms, shoring each other up after a devastating election; it was about choice, it was about fighting misogyny, homophobia, xenophobia, and racism. It was about inclusiveness, and acceptance, and open arms. And I'm gonna say it: It was about love. Love which accepts people, and promotes them, and wants them to be recognized and embraced.
There were zero arrests. The police and Metro workers were friendly, helpful, and professional. The streets were packed. I lived in DC for years, until recently, and have been around a lot of protests and marches. This was . . . special. We were in awe.
There was joy. It was cathartic.
I want to say all this to you so that when your friends or your leaders try to denigrate it, call it names, paint it with the wrong brush, you'll know someone you can ask about it. Matter of fact, there are hundreds of thousands of people you can ask. And not just in one city. And not just in one country.
And, so, it was big, and it was beautiful. And it was encouraging.
As a person of faith, and by this I mean, a Jesus freak of sorts (no longer evangelical), I was thinking, I wish Christians loved on those of different stripes, I really wish people who say Jesus matters to them, could show up and love, in these numbers; as much as I see people here today reaching out to everyone, and then some . . . thats what I was thinking. It didn't steal my joy, though. And that's another blog.
I'm in an afterglow of sorts.
Yesterday we saw women and men and people of all ages, marching, all over the world. In support and affirmation of many different people, but maybe especially WOMEN.
Thanks for that, y'all.
My soul needed it. And I love y'all for getting out and showing up, and all of you who wrote me notes and texted me encouragement, and all of you who printed my art onto signs, and marched with it, and all of you who were with us in spirit, if not in body. Proud to march with, and for, you.
Onward and upward! Now back to the nitty gritty.
We call, we write, we speak, we fight.
NOTE ON THE PHOTO: The sign I'm holding is an edited version of my "How Many" cartoon (see previous post) for RESIST, the women's comics protest paper and site, curated especially for the March. My friend with me in the pic is Barbara Dale, a dear bud and a hoot of a cartoonist. The picture was taken by Ann Telnaes, cartoonist for the Washington Post. She's kickass, too!
I want to encourage you. But give me a minute.
I'm an introvert, it turns out. I know you wouldn't think that, because I'm smirky and I'm a comic and I'm a redhead. But, turns out, I'd rather be drawing and writing than almost anything else on the planet. The three exceptions to this are:
- being on, or in, water
- traveling with my guys
- climbing Mayan temples
- eating Mexican* food
*Or, Indian food. Either one. Both magically delicious in their own amazing way!
I know, that's four!! And then, five, with the asterisk! Keep reading anyway!
I think you have to be pretty self-motivated, when you're a freelancer. And lately, I've been frustrated with what I am or am not getting done - that's a big piece of it too. In the last few months, I lost my dear Dad (very shaky still), and we've moved to a new city (this month), and I'm still staring at many unpacked boxes (intimidating, and where's my dang Martha White Corn Meal?). It's a (let's call it) challenging time of life. And I know "the West" gets it wrong, with grief, and how fast we should process things. But that's another bloggy wog. Sooooo, anytime I get down about my work, or my life, or my mood, I just pull out a sketchbook and my iPad . . . and I keep drawing, and I keep writing.
I talk to the Great Creator (which is a lot of what is in my head and on my pages) and I ask WHY? and WHY NOT? a lot. I think right now that God may be very bored with me, but somehow fascinated, like a now-jolly, now-angry kid watching a roly-poly on the sidewalk. And I ask God questions, and I think, hmmm. God is not answering, God is observing, or God is waiting, or God is binge-watching "Stranger Things" on Netflix, like everybody else. And I think about how small a word "God" is, for the Great Creator. And I want miracles for everyone with Parkinson's and Cancer. Right now.
I'm so glad to have my health, and mad that others don't.
And wondering why some people think they have to be mean to others. I'm horrified by what Leslie Jones has been going through, and proud of her for standing up to it. And mad about how that redirects her great, creative energy for a bit. Stealing her time (I'm always in a bad mood if you steal my time, even without all that hate attached.)
And then I'm back to me again, feeling inadequate, still, of all things! You would think that at this age, my middle-school insecurities would be wiped away, but nope, turns out, I'm human. Dammit. I keep trying to rise above that, but well, as you see.
And then I make a list of what I've done this year.
Which includes 300 drawings for two coloring books, plus comics and cartoons for Dirty Diamonds, The All-Girl Comics Anthology, an illustration for The Cartoonist, for the National Cartoonists Society, two comics and two ads for Magic Bullet (DC Conspiracy), my own work on Haint Blue, my it's-taking-forever graphic novel about the supernatural, and submitted my Fog of Worry panel comics to more than one syndicate (waiting on that). I've written and performed stories on stage with Story District DC and Storytalks NYC (Gotham Comedy Club), and performed my standup act at Comic Strip Live in NYC.
And I feel a little better, but cancer and Parkinson's are still attacking people I know and love, and their friends and family. I'm mad about that. I keep coming back to it.
And I spend a little time praying, and hoping prayer "works."
Back to drawing.
Hang in there, everybody, we are all on a journey no one else can really see. Because if they DID see, we would be embarrassed at how often we turn to brownies for solace, even if they ARE Fiber-One brownies, and so much better for you.
Right now I'm planning the fall cons - CreativeCon Panama City, and New York ComicCon. Well, I'm not the one planning them, who has time for that? (See: "Stranger Things".)
peace, love, and other things hippies say,
Hi again! I've been crazy busy. And I'm thankful for that! But I've been sadly neglectful of you, my blog followers, and for that I apologize. I'm going to try to make up for it by posting several cartoony thingies in the next coupla days - so hey, watch this space!! And feel free to comment, of course.
What's been happening: I worked on a buncha illustrations for another animation for one client, and while I was doing my illoz for the next Magic Bullet, I got the dream assignment of doing a PAISLEY COLORING BOOK!! Yes. So, soon (like within a coupla months) you can pre-order my coloring book, all designed by me me me, hand-drawn paisleys! My beloved (seriously, my dream publisher) Andrews McMeel is making my paisleys a feature in their Posh Coloring Books series. Mine is called Posh Coloring Book: Paisleys for Fun & Relaxation, by Teresa Roberts Logan. I've started another site, Coloring With T, at www.ColoringWithT.wordpress.com which you might want to follow, and I started a Coloring With T Facebook page. Seriously. Dream project with Dream Publisher. I love my publisher so much - when I worked at Hallmark in Kansas City, and would see Andrews McMeel down the street there, and they are publishing Calvin and Hobbes, and The Far Side, and all my favorite stuff - I thought, hey wouldn't THAT be amazing? Years later I've done a book of my cartoons with them, and NOW A COLORING BOOK!!! I'm beyond jazzed.
BUT, following me on Twitter and Instagram is the BEST way to keep up with all of it, and my PINTEREST page of course - because when I get super-busy I still seem to find time to Tweet and post pix! You should follow this blog, hey, because the feeds show up at the side here, too, on the home page (click on LAUGHING REDHEAD STUDIO above, and it will take you there).
BTW, I'm still storytelling - sort of an outgrowth (but not nearly so gross as it sounds) of my standup comedy and one-person shows - and you know the last few years I've been doing this at Gotham Comedy Club and The Metropolitan Room in NYC? Well, next Tuesday I'm telling quite a story - at the Charismatic Leader" show for Speakeasy DC - it's at Town Danceboutique. I'll tweet links again, but here ya go http://speakeasydc.com/events/item/the-charismatic-leader1- :)
See how important that Twitter feed can be? Day-yum.
Heads Up! FYI! ComicCons and Comics Expos*, 2015, where Laughing Redhead Studio will be:
Magic Bullet - Washington, D.C.'s Comics Newspaper 10th Anniversary Party, at Fantom Comics, DuPont Circle, Feb. 21 Smudge Comics Arts Expo, ARTISPHERE, Mar. 14 Awesome Con DC, Washington Convention Center, May 29-31 Panama City CreativeCon, Gulf Coast Community College, Aug. 1 SPX, Small Press Expo, Bethesda, MD, Sep. 19-20 New York Comic Con, NY, NY, October 8-11 Cartoonists Draw Blood, Oct. 31
You know that 3x5 Challenge going 'round? Where you post 3 pieces of art 5 days in a row? Here were two of mine yesterday. I love this Bible verse, and I think I've done about 5 art pieces of it so far (maybe more). these are art marker (Faber-Castell Artist Pens) and gouache and watercolor on Moleskine watercolor paper. Anyway, enjoy! I'm working on new ink pieces, and Magic Bullet 10 comes out soon! Be sure to follow DC Conspiracy on Twitter @MagicBulletDC; it's awesome comics by DC area cartoonists! Check it out! Meanwhile, I'm trying to live by Micah six eight. But I think it's hard to claim the humble part if you have a blog, and Twitter account, and . . . and a PLEASE Like ME PAGE . . . oh what a tangled web . . . I'm trying, anyhow. :) peace, trl
Sneak peek of HAINT BLUE PAGE 3, which will make its debut in MAGIC BULLET 10! Look for MAGIC BULLET in February, and also for the event celebrating DC Conspiracy's 10th anniversary! Fantom Comics, Dupont Circle, Washington, DC, on February 21st! Check it out! The artists and writers and cartoonists and illustrators and other über creatives will be hanging out, and we will be handing out MB10! PEACE, y'all . . . for now, this is all you get. ;)